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Chapter 14

He felt like such a huge jerk. How could that have happened? He was drunk…that's why. No. He wouldn't use that as an excuse…he had made a stupid decision when he'd asked Kira to spend the night with him and now he regretted every second of it.

He couldn't even remember the time he spent with her…all he could remember from three nights ago was the hurt in Loren's eyes as she stared at him. She'd been ignoring him again since then. She acted normal in front of everyone…like nothing had ever happened but he'd notice the glares Sarah would throw him every time she looked at him and he knew that Loren had told Sarah about what happened.

He hadn't seen her tears but he could tell by the way her voice cracked that she'd been crying and he guessed that crying wasn't something Loren Winchester usually did. That just made him feel worse.

Tyler had instantly left the room when Reid had stumbled in with Kira Snider dangling off his arms. He'd shot Reid a dejected look and left without saying a word; so Tyler knew.

Reid had also guessed that Sarah told Caleb too because Caleb had given him hell first thing in the morning. Kate found out too and was equally annoyed with him.

Just great. Everyone was pissed off at him and he deserved it.

He was frustrated and pissed off with everyone for taking her side. His lips curled into a snarl as he remembered the lecture Caleb had given him about being a jerk.

So what if he had ignored Loren after the kiss? He needed…time. Time, to sort through his thoughts. That kiss did mean something to him. Infact it meant so much that he was taken aback with surprise. He was downright scared by how much he just wanted to grab her and kiss her every time he saw her. So what if he ignored her?

Yeah that must have hurt her but that didn't mean she could be a bitch to him behind his back. She should have confronted him and not run away like a coward.

But isn't that what I've been doing? Running away…like a coward.

No. Reid Garwin wasn't a coward and to prove it to himself (and others) he was going to talk to Loren.

He was on his way to her dorm room currently. He needed to talk to her. Tyler had warned him not to go but he refused to listen. He needed her to give him another chance…he was stupid, alright, but that didn't mean he still didn't have feelings for her.

He knocked and swallowed as she came in front of him. Her eyes hardened and she made a move to shut the door in his face but he was agile and stuck his foot in just as she slammed the door.

"Fuck" he swore as the door collided with his foot, hard. He could have sworn he heard a crunch of bones but didn't budge his foot.

"Come on…you've got to hear me out after this one! You've practically broken my foot"

"You deserve much worse Garwin" she spat heatedly and he sighed. He pushed his way in and limped to her bed. Sitting down he looked at her with sorrowful eyes

"I'm sorry. I'm so so.."

"I don't care. Get out of my room!"

"Look I know I've been a prick but would you give me a chance to explain myself!"

"Why? So you can lie to me again? Hurt me again? I was actually willing to forgive you the first time but then you had to go and make fun of me by telling me you liked me!"

"What? you think I was lying then? I wasn't!"

"Seriously? You're going to try this again? What, have you got bets on this? are you teaming up with Aaron or something? How much money will you get if you make me fall for you again?"

He stared at her for a while, "You…fell for me?" he whispered and watched her glare at him

"Thankfully not. Don't flatter yourself. It was a figure of speech."

It was his turn to glare at her now, "Oh its all about you isn't it…you're the one scared, you're the one hurt, you're the only one who's allowed to feel things right?"

She gaped at him as he got more and more angry.

"Don't you bloody start with me. It's your fault! All of this!" she yelled as she moved closer to him and poked him in the chest.

"Get out of my room! I don't want to even see your face right now"

"Well I do, so deal with it! You can't always run away from the things you don't wanna hear! I felt something when we kissed, ok! and I'm shit scared. You think this isn't new for me? It fuckin' well is. How do you think I felt when you told all my friends behind my back, that the kiss meant nothing to you and that I was some arrogant miscreant? I was fuckin' pissed off. You hurt Me too. So don't act like little miss innocent here ok!"

They stared at each other for a long time in silence and then she cuttingly replied, "I can't trust you. I can't trust a word that comes out of your mouth. You kiss me, then ignore me and then when I come waving a peace flag, you throw it in my face by telling me you like me and then fool me into believing you but all the while you've been sleeping with the slags of Ipswich-"

Reid groaned halfway through her rant. She was beginning to sound like a broken record, repeating the same things over and over again…he'd have to shut her up somehow. And so, on impulse, he tugged her hand forwards and pressed his lips onto hers.

She fought it at first…she thumped his chest but slowly her resolve weakened and she found herself wrapping her arms around his neck instead. Something changed within her every time he kissed her…she lost control and it was exhilarating. It also made her feel scared but she didn't seem to care much…to be able to shut off her mind for the few moments they kissed and to just be able to feel his lips on hers was amazing.

He groaned as he felt her fingers run through his hair. She was giving in for the moment and he would relish in it. He gripped onto her tighter and ran his hands up and down her back as he slipped his tongue into her mouth. God, he'd never tire of kissing her. He sighed blissfully without registering how much of a sap he sounded like just now…even if it was just in his head.

She gasped as she felt his tongue caress hers. He was pressing her so close to himself that she was finding it hard to breathe. Desperate, she tugged his hair sharply and he parted his lips from hers. Taking in a deep breath, she involuntarily grinned at him but a second later sobered up and glared.

"I can't believe-"

"Do you want me to kiss you again?" he interrupted.

"What?" she was flummoxed. Here she was, angry at him and wanting to have an argument but all he wanted to do was kiss her?

"I'm tired too. Of all the ignoring, the mistrust, the running away…after that kiss…I don't think I can deny my feelings for you anymore" he had a wide grin on his face now.

"I like you Loren Winchester and I want to date you"

She scoffed, "You think it's so easy! I'm so easy?" she was screeching now but he didn't seem to be put off in the slightest. He understood a while back why she was so mad at him…he'd wounded her pride and his actions had humiliated her but now he'd make up for it but telling her of his feelings unashamedly.

"I'm undeniably attracted to you. At first I thought it was just a phase and that I'd either kiss you and get over it or I'd see someone hotter than you and forget all about you. So I decided to test out that theory…I kissed you and you know what? it was amazing. It felt like something exploded within me and suddenly I was feeling all this…weird shit."

"I ignored you that night because I wanted to deny whatever it was that I felt for you. I thought ignoring you would make everything go away…it only made it worse. I've never been more frustrated about a girl in my life Loren. You've got me pulling my hair ten ways and at the same time all I feel like doing is kissing you. You fascinate me."

"Every small thing that you do…it's different and refreshing. I guess what I'm trying to say is that I haven't felt this way before…you think I always have my arm around girls? You think I always walk them to their classes or shove them against walls and kiss them? You're…different Loren…and I like that. Like I said that night, I like you and those other girls, kira and the 'slags of ipswich' as you so politely named them, they mean nothing to me. But you do."

He stopped to gauge her reaction and smirked at the look of shock on her face.

"Princess, have I humiliated myself enough for you? do you forgive me?" he spoke softly, staring into her eyes.

Dazed, she could only nod. She couldn't begin to fathom how hard it must have been for him to talk so openly about his feelings all the while knowing that there was a huge chance that he'd get rejected. She admired his courage…Reid Garwin wasn't always a coward, she realised. He rose to the occasion and she couldn't have been happier.

He caressed her cheek with his fingers and held her face with his hands. "I care about what you think of me Loren and that doesn't usually happen a lot. So even if you don't want there to be anything other than platonic feelings between us…I guess I'll accept that" he grunted that at the end and a faint smile rose on her lips.

If he was anything like Dean then one thing was for sure…he didn't talk about feelings. Or do chick flick moments. She observed him for a long moment. He was nervous, she realised, and he was scared. She looked straight into his eyes and was awed at the amount of raw sincerity she saw in them. That one look made her decision for her. Leaning forwards she pressed her lips against his in a gentle fashion.

She pulled back and smiled faintly. He grinned and hugged her tightly, burying his face into her neck and nuzzling it.

"Thank god. I can't stand to just be friends with you." he muttered as he pushed her hair back and dropped a string of hard kisses on her neck.

"Wait, wait" she gasped and pulled away from him a little.

"We still need to talk Reid. I'm still…weary and I have a lot of questions on my mind. I'm sure you do too…so till then can we just…er keep things slow? I have to learn to trust you first…and it'll take time" she spoke while she caught her breath and he nodded along.

"I get it…so till then, we're what? friends? Seeing each other?"

"We should spend time together, go on dates, just talking you know? Getting to know each other…I still want us to be friends first…so in case something goes wrong and it doesn't work out between us…I don't want us to hate each other, I want us to go back to being friends"

He frowned for a second but nodded.

"I get it Lo" he mumbled and kissed her forehead, "and I'm fine with it. Needless to say, us seeing each other will be an exclusive thing"

"Ohhh it better be. Especially after that Kira stunt you pulled. You better get yourself tested soon" she huffed and he chuckled

"You look hot when you're jealous"

"Yeah well I'm not used to sharing" she grumbled and he laughed more.

She smiled in response and snuggled closer in his arms.

"Let me take you to Nicky's this Friday" he spoke hesitantly.

"Yeah Nicky's sounds good. Pick me up at 7?" she replied to which he smiled.

"You should smile more often" she blurted out before she could stop herself and it was true…he rarely smiled, but when he did, it made her go weak in the knees.

Reid grinned and leaning forwards, "I should smile more eh? Why?"

"It makes you more bearable to look at." She smirked devilishly at him and he narrowed his eyes at her. Tugging her towards him he crashed his lips onto hers, kissing her long and hard.

Pulling away abruptly and standing up, he said, "Somehow I don't think you have any problems with the way I look princess. If you did, you wouldn't be staring at me like you want to jump on me right now."

It was his turn to smirk again and hers to narrow her eyes and huff. "Arrogant idiot." she grumbled as she made her way to the door to see him off.

On the road to Oklahoma

"I've checked four times already Dean! And I can't find a scrap about them to say they're bad people. I've read through all the files Loren sent me from Spencer's database and I've read all the articles ever written in newspapers over 200 years in Ipswich pertaining to all of the 5 families and witchcraft. I've still got nothing to prove that they're bad people"

"But we've proved that they're witches haven't we Sam! And witches are bad! There's no two ways about this"

"Just like there's no two ways about vampires?" Sam shot out and Dean immediately went quiet. He glared at Sam for bringing that up. "Witches get their powers from selling their souls to demons so you tell me how else they've gotten their powers unless they're evil"

"Loren said…"

"I know what Loren said" dean growled, "but she's just a kid. She can't tell good people from bad ones"

"Don't talk about her like that dean! What's gotten into you! This is Loren we're talking about. She has an excellent judge of character. Trust her dean. You've raised her better than that."

"Actually…" a third voice interrupted and both brothers turned back to look at Elle sitting in the backseat of the impala.

"Not all witches get their powers from demons…some…very few actually, are natural born"

"Natural born?" Sam asked curiously but dean had turned back to the road.

"Yes. The source of their power is unknown but it's been in the family for generations"

"Like the Sons, you mean" Dean interjected and Elle nodded,

"Exactly. There's usually a restriction placed on the families…a curse maybe, that prevents them from abusing their powers. I don't know the details of all this but then again no one knows more than this"

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"Come on dean, how've you not figured this out yet? The powers, the magic, the secrecy, the families…it's a covenant"

"…covenant of silence. That's why no one knows the whole truth…no one can find out the whole truth unless told by a covenant member themselves" dean finished and Elle nodded swiftly.

"So…how do you know this anyway?" Sam asked intrigued as he took a sip of water

"You'd be surprised by what you pick up from hunters' conversations by waiting at a bar"

"Oh. Er…you wouldn't happen to have picked up anything from what we've said…would you?" Dean questioned awkwardly

"Please dean. I avoided you like the plague after we kissed"

Sam spat out the water from his mouth and turned towards Elle who was now lying down on the seat. Dean glared at the road ahead, "Remind me why we agreed to take her to Oklahoma with us?"

"Because she has visions just like I do"

"And because I'm awesome. Dean-o can't resist me" Elle threw in much to the dismay of the oldest Winchester.

Dean thought back bitterly to one particular conversation he had with Elle, yesterday.

She slammed a gun on the table in front of him. He raised his eyebrow and looked at her curiously. "It's a show of good faith. I need you to be honest with me" she spoke as she stared evenly at him.

"What was that conversation you had with Sam about visions?"

He got up faster than a cannon ball firing and pointed his pistol at her head, "Eavesdropping never did anyone any good"

"I said good faith"

"I never was one to follow such silly rules"

"You're making a mistake jackass"

"I wouldn't insult me if I were in your position"

They stared at each other for a while, neither moving. "I have visions too" she muttered quietly and then dropped her head down on the table. "Ellen didn't tell you because I pleaded her not to…The visions…they started after a demon killed my brother"

Dean sucked in a breath and finally, he slowly put his gun down.

"So you've had the same vision about some guy being run over a bus?"

"Yeah and I recognise the symbol on the bus…I know where to go."

"Where?"

"I'll tell you on one condition…"

Dean gritted his teeth. He knew she'd be a pain in the ass…he should have never agreed to let her come but he needed to know where to go next. Sitting in the roadhouse was getting claustrophobic and Sam refused to do anything apart from read over files or go find the guy in his vision.

She'd been shooting smart comments and insults all day at him and honestly he felt like shutting her up the way he did three nights ago but hell would have to freeze over before he admitted that to himself.

"What do you got?" Dean asked after a while, still a little annoyed at Elle.

"Andrew Gallagher, born in '83, like me. Lost his mother in a nursery fire six months later, also like me." Sam replied as he read through his notes for the 10th time.

"You think the demon killed his mom?" Elle asked curiously.

"Sure looks like it."

"I don't get it…why do you randomly think it has to do with Azazel? Did your Dad figure out a pattern or something?" she now sat up, curiosity making the best of her.

Sam looked a little uncomfortable but replied, "No. Dean and I figured this out. It's a theory…so we're not certain. Actually you pretty much disprove the theory."

"What do you mean?"

"Well we thought that people with special abilities were born in 1983 and their mothers had all died on the child's 6 month birthday. The kids grew up and got their powers at 22 like I did…but you…"

"I don't fit in…I'm 25, my Mom died 3 years ago and my visions started a few months ago…after my brother died" her voice sounded distant. Dean could tell she was thinking deeply at the moment.

"Well did you tell anyone about your visions other than Ellen?"

"No, only Ellen. At first I thought they were just nightmares but then they got too detailed and then I'd hear from hunters about cases that I had dreamed up last night. It freaked me out so much"

Sam nodded sympathetically, "I get what you mean. I had Dean, Loren and Sarah to talk to about my visions and it was still hard…it must have been terrifying for you to go through that alone"

"So...wait a minute…how often do you have these visions? And tell me about the recent ones" Dean asked.

Elle sighed and rubbed her face. She sat up fully and rummaged through her duffle back. Pulling out a notebook, she read through it and then replied slowly, "My first noted vision was of a man dying inside a locked garage from what I can guess is carbon monoxide poisoning" Sam's eyes widened…it was the same vision he'd had.

"What else" he quietly asked

"Erm I'm not sure if this was a vision or a nightmare so I noted it down anyways. Some guy's head being chopped off by a window…I thought that was a bit unrealistic but weirder things have happened before. Then there was one where a woman died from a knife stabbing her eye"

"How long ago did you have these visions?"

"15th May 2006"

"Sam, that's the same time you had yours" Dean muttered confused, "What else" he urged.

"June 1st some guy trapped in a cage. Screaming…there was a lot of screaming…whatever supernatural shit there was, it was torturing him"

"Wait, wait…this is a little too weird…I didn't have a vision about that…but you seem to be having visions of all the hunts we've been on so far…about 3 or 4 days before we're on that hunt"

"Sam, why don't you create a time line of what hunts you've been on in the past year and we'll compare it to my visions" Elle asked and Sam nodded.

"I've already got it here in my diary" he replied firmly.

"Dude you keep a diary?" Dean scoffed and Sam shot him a glare.

"Yes Dean. So did Dad"

"Dad kept a journal…not a diary. In diaries, you write about feelings...like a girl." Dean spoke condescendingly and snickered.

"I said nothing about feelings!"

"Yeah but come on, you're a complete pansy…of course you've poured your heart out in there. Just wait till I tell Loren"

"Loren…you keep saying her name" Elle spoke a little dazed

Both Sam and Dean's heads turned at that. "What about her?"

"That name…is so familiar...I can't remember from where…maybe my dreams"

Dean was gripping his steering wheel so tight that his knuckles appeared white. Sam was equally tensed. "You have to remember…this is important. She's our sister"

A/N

Kendall Lynn - thanks for both reviews! hahah it's my plan you see, to end every chapter with a cliff hanger so more people review and get me to write quicker :P

Jess - i'm so glad you like the whole Reid/Loren thing! My fic is a mix of both worlds and sometimes it focuses on Loren more than the boys but it's definitely not just about Loren. Thanks for the review hun :)